mental illness
Retreat
when the screaming began I went inside myself and vowed I’d never come out. I went so deep the beating of my heart was but
July 5, 2017
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mental illness
Glass palaces
They were raging again. It was the first day back from my little “stunt,” as they put it, my night away in the dirty house
July 4, 2017
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mental illness
Sunday morning.
So, last night I ran away from my abusive relationship. Not far…never far…but far enough for that time and for that night. I stayed at
July 3, 2017
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Of bread and battlefields
I didn’t really have a list. I realize, looking back, that was my first mistake. Having no battle plan when going to war is asking
July 2, 2017
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